Maura was still wearing that black coat, her chin raised high as usual.
Hannah couldn't shake the feeling that there was something in Maura's eyes... something like... despair?
"Ms. Carter, I underestimated you."
Maura stared intently at Hannah's fingers, her voice urgent and low.
"Clyde appeared in the jewelry section late last night. He must have been buying you a ring, right?"
Hannah was confused. Following Maura's gaze, she looked down at her finger and saw the "Grand Prize" ring.
She lifted her hand, offering Maura a closer look. "This is just a plastic ring from a supermarket raffle. Take a good look..."
Before she could finish her sentence, something felt off.
She had examined this plastic ring countless times on the way home yesterday and even got some inspiration from it.
